Title: Family Matters
Author: DhampyrX2
Genre: X-over
Series: Impure Souls
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe
Summary: Xander has hidden family. Xander discovers them. Xander's life gets turned upside down in a way that will hopefully help everyone evolve a bit.
Timeframe: After Graduation, but before the College crap starts.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Don't sue me, I'm poor.
Author's Note: You can find short histories about Countess Bartley, and if you follow the links there, all the other major characters in the Castlevania series as well, at the place I'll link to in my profile.
Obviously for my story, any points that occurred past the time of the Stoker novel are null and void. Also, I'm using an older mentioned history where Sonja was Simon's sister, and therefore could not have faced Dracula 100 years before him. I will say that the histories for Simon, Trevor, Bartley, and Vampira are mostly accurate, though. For slight changes, I'm claiming Dracula was well and truly undead when he married Lisa. Also, I'm adding an altered version where Rose, the vampiress who tended Dracula's gardens, is still alive and undead as she continues her duties with the Castle wherever it may appear. Confused yet?
/in my best Snidely Whiplash voice/...Drat my fiendish plans have been uncovered. /back to normal/ Anyway, enjoy!
"Oh that is quite good coming from Uncle's newest pet. Or are you the Belmont freak's pet instead?" The Bloody Countess sneered, her red eyes mocking as he forest green hair fluttered about in the light breeze of the night. She followed her query with a hideous noblewoman's laugh that made poor Seras cringe a bit at the sound.
"I have no intention of being mocked by some pathetic Sailor Pluto wannabe in a trashy leather top that thinks she can attack someone under my protection." was Seras' steely reply, her own red eyes glinting with the bloodthirsty madness that made her Master such a feared force of nature for the Hellsing organization.
"Really? I think my lovely servants will have something to say about that." Elizabeth chuckled cruelly, as she waved her hands about her, making several armed ghouls apperate between her and Seras. "Sorry little girl. I don't soil my hands with the hired help." she said, as she began to stroll almost casually toward Xander.
As for the youngest Hellsing or Tepes in existence, he was just shaking out the cobwebs of the vampiresses unnatural strength as he coughed and rubbed his neck. As her surveyed his surroundings, he suddenly wished he had reached full unconsciousness. He was surrounded by ghouls, crazy green-haired vampire lady was heading toward him, he was unarmed save for his cross, a few stakes, and a silver plated combat knife Seras had given him in the room, and Seras herself was being detained by at least a half dozen more armed ghouls with their automatic weapons pointed at her.
"My life really sucks sometimes." he said philosophically, as he jumped up and put a stake in the chest of the nearest ghoul, cursing as it did not disintegrate. "Immune to stakes, perfect." he mutters as he jumped back from the now irate undead servitor as it lunged at him. Fortunately, he had the quick reaction time needed to unsheathe his knife and stake the ghoul a second time, dusting it with the silver blade.
Seras was seething mad as she watched the haughty vampiress ignore her, then have the /nerve/ to stroll off after Xander. "Like hell I'll let that bitch hurt him." she spat, even as she dodged when the ghouls opened fire.
"Oh so the little Belmont has some guts after all. Too bad you don't have that cursed whip to aid you. Oh, that's right /you/ can't use it." Bartley commented in amusement as she watched Xander begin to fend off and attack her ghouls.
Xander, for his part, was cutting up and dispatching the abominations with surprising skill. Although he had to admit they seemed less ready to attack him now in the presence of their master. Maybe she wants to finish me herself, and they're just for tiring me out and roughing me up? he thought as he stabbed another ghoul through the heart. For now he just had to praise his luck and try to make his way toward his fallen pistol.
Seras was getting wholly frustrated as she kept one eye on Xander, and another on the ghouls attacking her in greater and greater numbers, keeping her from his side, as she fired her last clip into them. Finally, as Xander took a particularly vicious knock to the head in his own donnybrook, she reached her last straw. With a feral roar, she leapt into the throng of ghouls around her and began tearing through them in frightening display of pure carnage. Body parts flew left and right as Seras Victoria tore the undead corpses apart with her bare hand with such ferocity that Alucard would beam with pride if he was there to witness it.
"Well, that isn't ladylike." Elizabeth said with a snort and backward glance as she watched Seras lose control. "Fledglings today." she sighed.
Xander was finally close enough to reach the Beretta, and he moved to scoop it up un a fluid motion before trying to make his way toward Seras, when his actions were halted by a heavy blow to the back, and a red leather boot settling down on the pistol. He looked up in dread at the green-trussed woman connected to that boot.
"I warned you it wouldn't be that easy, cousin." Elizabeth said in a chiding tone.
"Yeah, well I figured the gun gave me a better chance than the knife." Xander replied conversationally even as he sprang at her and thrust said blade at Bartley's heart in an attempt to catch her by surprise. He was very disappointed when her hand shot out with a viper's quickness and caught him at the wrist to stop the knife's momentum.
"Not bad. I can see a little of Uncle Vlad in you after all." she complimented in a sickeningly sweet tone as she applied further and further pressure to his captured wrist, forcing him to his knees.
"Thanks." Xander ground out through gritted teeth as he tried to ignore the mounting pain and popping noises in his arm.
"You are about to die now. You do know that?" she asked, wanting to see the fear in his eyes.
"Kind of figured that was your plan." Xander grunted back. "By the way, you ever watch the Three Stooges?" he asked a beat later in an apparent non-sequiter.
"What?" Countess Elizabeth Bartley asked in confusion, just before Xander thrust his middle and index fingers into her eyes with his free hand, making the vampiress shriek in shock and pain as she let him go and stumbled back a few paces rubbing her eyes.
Xander smirked as he reached down and picked up the pistol, leveling it at Bartley's chest. "Hey Moe, look what I can do, nyuk, nyuk, nyuk." he taunted in his best Curly impersonation as he fired the whole clip into the chest of the niece of Dracula.
He was slightly less happy, though, when she seemed to shrug off the apparently lethal shots as she shrieked, "I will make your end /painful/ for that you human spawned weakling."
"No, you won't." Seras spat coldly from Xander's right. The White Knight dove for cover the second he saw his blood and dust covered savior. Well, actually, he dove to avoid collateral damage from the explosive shells from her big assed Halconnen that was pointed at the Bloody Countess. That proved to be a smart move as Seras began spewing hot, explosive, silver alloyed death at the evil vampiress the second he was clear.
Countess Elizabeth Bartley was blown into chucky pieces in a manner the Judge would have winced in sympathy toward. Oddly enough, her remains didn't dust in the aftermath of Seras' rescue as her head rolled next to Xander's feet. Xander watched in detached fascination, as Seras walked to the head, which he now noticed was still blinking and apparently alive. "You tell whatever idiot sorcerer resurrected you that neither Master, nor Alexander will tolerate trash like you molesting them when they bring your silly arse back again." she spat coldly at the head.
"In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen." Xander commented in apparent shell shock.
His shock and mounting horror eased a bit as Seras smiled sunnily at his and replied, "Well put, love." as she put another round into Bartley's head. This shot not only blew the vampiresses' cranium to smithereens it dusted the other leftovers as well, which until then were apparently melting or converting into bugs to reform her body.
The sudden piece that was brought by Elizabeth's death was short lived as the relatively docile ghouls began to moan and mill about randomly without her direction. The fact that most were heading toward them was not lost on Alexander and Seras.
The White Knight didn't even have time to make a quip as Seras reach behind her and tossed him an ammo pouch laded with clips, as well as a second 9mm pistol. "Shall we clean up the trash then?" she asked shyly, actually scuffing the toe of her left boot on the ground.
"Seras, I like the way you think." Xander responded with a wide grin as he took reloaded his first gun, took out the second, and began firing.
Over the din of gunfire that followed, Xander called out over his shoulder, "Hey Seras!"
"Yes, Xander?" she asked over her own sidearm fire from where she was back to back with her charge. She had dropped her Halconnen for the sake of it being overkill against simple ghouls in a populated area.
"After this, what do you say we check out, get another hotel room someplace the police won't ask questions once they're sure the demons are gone so they can move in, get a shower, and I'll take you out to another dinner?" he asked.
"You asking me out on a date? Isn't that a bit forward?" she asked, shocked a bit as she continued to exterminate Bartley's former minions.
"I figure you've already seen me mostly naked, and saved me from some major big bad vampiress, so dinner might be a step back." Xander replied humorously. "Forward would be asking you join me in the shower to clean up once we have another hotel."
The White Knight smiled as he heard her small squeak of surprise, even over their weapon fire. Seras was just glad he couldn't see the blush she developed at his teasing. Finally, she replied, "Dinner sounds nice."
Xander nodded in satisfaction as he the last remaining ghoul in his sights was killed. He was sure a few had skulked off, but he also knew that without a master, any survivor would be too stupid to take cover from the daylight of tomorrow's dawn. He also had to sadly admit they lacked the time and resources to track down any survivors.
"Great, it will give us a chance to discuss our trip to the land of tea and tweed." Xander said with a tired smile.
Seras' eyes widened as she responded, "So you'll come with me, then?" she asked with child like exuberance.
"Yeah. Color me there. I think I'll need the training." he replied grimly as he looked over the carnage. "Besides I want to talk to Gramps Drac about crazy nieces trying to kill me."
"I think Master will be eve more upset about it. I pity whoever brought that bitch back after Master and Sir Integra get to them." Seras replied solemnly.
"Assuming /I/ don't track them down first." Xander retorted with a fierce look in his eyes.
Or /me/. Seras savagely added in her head.
END PART 6